think?â
Lee, who was anxious to continue his exploration of the girlâs chest, said, âWell, if you promised I think you should allow it, but perhaps with a penalty. She mustnât move again, or say anything.â
âSounds fair.â Jen addressed Amy. âYou will get the stimulus you require, but if you so much as shuffle or make a sound, it will stop.â
âWhat if she comes?â As Lee asked the question he was painfully aware of how difficult it was going to be not to come himself, and for the first time since heâd entered the room, he was grateful for the restraining presence of his trousers.
Staring directly at their prisoner, Jenâs eyes twinkled wickedly, âOh, she is allowed to come, but she has to do it without movement or noise.â
âHow the hell can she do that?â
âWeâll see ... wonât we?â
Amy sat, biting her lips together, watching her two protagonists. âAmazing isnât she?â Jen spoke smoothly, âThe perfect toy for us to play with.â
Lee swallowed hard, still unable to believe that Jen had set up this scenario.
âWould you like to oblige, honey?â Jen pointed to Amyâs chest, her neat breasts were sticking out, invitingly firm.
Flushed with the heat of anticipation Lee dragged his grubby charcoal-grey T-shirt over his head, and attached his mouth to their visitorâs right breast. Relishing the texture and taste of her skin, he moved quickly from one side to the other and back again. Flicking, nipping, and biting, he was determined to force the girl to a climax, just to see if she really could manage to neither wriggle nor groan.
Not wanting to miss out, Jen bent to Amyâs free breast and nibbled at the almond tip, gliding one hand beneath the small globe, and the other up and under her hair.
A couple of minutes later, Jen raised her head to study Amyâs determined efforts to keep both still and quiet. Her hands were clasped together behind the chair, and her nails were dug so deeply into her palms that they marked her flesh. Jen felt bizarrely proud of the girl. Amy was doing anything to take her mind off the urge to fidget, and her mouth was clamped so tightly that her lips had lost their ruddy gleam, making Jen wonder if she was wishing that the gag was back in place.
Placing her fingertips over the girlâs right breast, knowing that the contrast in pressure between the male and female touch would be adding to Amyâs torment, Jen observed as Amyâs body began to quiver. Her cunt gushed, and her muscles visibly tensed, as an orgasm climbed within her. Squeezing her eyelids shut, Amy bit her teeth into her tongue, but still could not prevent her body from jerking uncontrollably in time to the unstoppable ripples that surged through her.
The second Amy moved, Jen gestured for Lee to stop, and they both let go of the blondeâs body at the same time. âOh dear, what a shame.â Jen didnât sound sorry at all, âNow weâll have to withhold further pleasure from you, and Iâm sure that, despite that climax, you are more than ready for that cute little pussy of yours to be plugged.â
Amy opened her mouth to speak, but quickly shut it again when she saw the expression on Jenâs face.
âI think perhaps youâll have to watch us for a while. I donât see why Lee should have to wait to have fun just because you have proven you donât deserve his nice fat cock between your legs.â
Lee no longer cared which girl he fucked, as long as he could do it soon, and with a nod of approval from Jen he tore off his remaining clothes, giving both women an eyeful of his satisfyingly stiff dick.
Amy spluttered, âBut thatâs not ...â
âFair?â Jen finished the sentence as she closed her fist around Leeâs cock, using it as a lever to pull him closer, âOf course itâs not fair. Why should I be fair to